All the rah-rah boys leaped to their feet, but, ere they could stir, there was a whizzing sound on the air.
Plunk! Plunk! Ker-plunk! Missiles were flying through the air and the rah-rahs were stopping a good many of them with their own persons.
"Hey! Stop that!" bellowed one of the rah-rahs.

"You---wow!" For his utterance had been for the moment stopped by a large-sized green apple that had struck him full in the mouth.
"Hey! Let up!" But nothing could stay the fast and furious volley of green apples until Dick & Co.

had exhausted their ammunition.

Most of the shots found targets, too.
Once they had had time to recover from their bewilderment the rah-rahs turned in full, inglorious flight, without attempting to strike a single blow in their own defense.

Who was going to be fool enough, anyway, to run blindly into a storm of flying green apples?
Dick and his chums expended the last of their ammunition while chasing the rah-rahs.